mileven one-shots

paradise

"When she was just a girl, she expected the world. But it flew away from her reach, so she ran away in her sleep."

( disclaimer, this is definintely not the bazzi song: super inappropriate for their age. I might make one off the bazzi song, but only if I make them older and people won't get triggered by it, so comment if you want me to.)

"Crush this can, Eleven." Brenner had said, the bad men placing wires on her shaved head. With all her might, she crushed the can that had read: coke. Blood dripped down her nose. That night, she went to sleep and she dreamed of a paradise. When she was born, the world was taken out of her reach. She didn't know anything or what the feeling of "happy" was. But it made her feel something when she went to sleep and stopped being tested on.

El frowned, remembering her old life. She missed so much from her childhood, it was unbelieveable.

El now knew what feelings were.

Happy. Sad. Anger. Fear. Embarrassment. Disgust. Excitedness, and so many more.

She also knew what a "paradise" was.

One of the things in her paradise was her boyfriend, Mike; and he was coming over today.

She heard the knock she had taught him and dashed to the door to open it.

Summer was over now, therefore meaning the days were getting colder and it just happened to be Autumn.

"Mike!" El exclaimed, hugging Mike tightly. "Hey, swee-El!" He replied back, kissing her on the cheek. She welcomed him in so they weren't standing out in the cold for a while.

"Mike, what were you saying earlier?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" He sweatdropped, anxiously. "Well, you said 'swee' before you said El. It's okay, just tell me what you were going to say." El explained, calmly. Mike stood there, saying no answer.

"Mike, you need to be honest with me."

"Fine! I was about to call you sweetheart but I didn't know if you wanted me to- El interrupted by kissing him on the lips. "Mike, I love you and I want you to call me that actually because I do love you." She said, putting her arms around his shoulders.

"You know, you're a part of my paradise." El smirked, smiling. Mike looked over at her, also smiling.

"Really?" He asked, stunned.

She nodded, simply. "See I drew what my paradise is!" El walked over to the kitchen table and took the lined notebook paper off of it. She held it up for Mike to see.

There was a kindergardenish looking drawing of Mike, eggos, Hopper made very largely. Dustin, Lucas, and Will smally drawn in the back.

"Thanks, sweetheart." Mike said, kissing her. "You're a part of my paradise too."

They blushed and smiled.

This was her paradise, she had found it and loved it with no more tears left to cry.

Word Count: 491

A/N: This one was shorter very short, but sweet. Also, I have more lengthy ones coming up soon so don't worry.